Hey friends! Welcome to the May Fly on the Wall Group Challenge. This month, 12 awesome bloggers and I are describing what it would be like if you were to take a peek inside our homes....
Have a "look" around mine, and then go visit the other blogger's pages. There's always something fun, sentimental, or better yet, embarrassing going on.. It's like your house, only we're admitting to the craziness. You have our permission. Get in there!
Cast:
Me
The man
A., the eldest (daughter, 19)
C., The middle (son, 14)
J., The youngest (son, 8)
Our dogs
The thing is, this has been a very crazy month. The kids are busy finishing up school, the man has been putting in some serious hours at work and I have been busy filling bag orders. Throw Mother's Day, a birthday party, dentist appointments, a retirement party, a band concert AND an awards ceremony in the mix, and you will understand that if you were a fly on the wall at my house, you were pretty much alone.
I'm letting you in on what you would have witnessed about our family:
via text messaging:
The man: (from work) I'm going to be late again. So sorry.
Me: What is this? Do you have a girlfriend on the side or something?
The man: I wish. I'm starving...
Me: Well, if she's making extra, bring some home.
***
A. : Are you at the grocery?Me: Yes, Why?
A. : Just wanted to let you know that all the cool moms buy name-brand Capt'n Crunch. I think you're a cool mom. That is all.
A. : Also, awesome moms find chocolate flavored peanut butter. No pressure.
***
C: Mom, I'm at school. I'm not supposed to be texting.
Me: Then why are you texting?
C. Touche'
Me: So, What do you think of the bag?
C. : What does it say?
Me: "You're grounded."
C. : Oh, now I see. It's like a miracle. I can read. Great bag. Can I get back to lunch now?
***
The man: Are you home?Me: Yes
The man: I'm home now. Where are you?
Me: Did you really have to text that? Couldn't you yell for me or something?
The man: You text your own children to dinner!
Me: You're right. Hey, while you're at it, text them and ask them to pick up McDonald's.
Conversations heard before bed:
Me: J! You have a huge hole in your sock! It's not even covering your toes! How did that happen?
J: It started out as a small hole, but I figured if I ripped it far enough, I could wear it AND my flip flops.
***
J: Mom, Mother's Day is coming up. I was wondering if I could have 10 dollars.Me: Um, that's sweet, but you don't have to get me a present.
J: Huh? No. I made you a card at school. I want to buy a LEGO.
***
Me: Ack! This room is disgusting! It smells like boys! Open a window!C: Sorry mom. I just ran out of my pretty princess spray...
***
Me: Did you brush your teeth today?The children just stare at me.
Me: What if I told you I took your toothbrushes and know exactly when they were last used?
C. I'd put my money on you for that bet, mom. Where did you hide them and how long have you had them?
The man: (shaking his head) I've never felt so proud.
***
J: I think I made a deal with God in heaven before I was born. I told him I wanted to be a man. That way, I wasn't going to have to go through childbirth. Yuk.A. : Keep talking like that and you won't meet a woman who will give you any children!
J:. Duh! Adoption!!
Random talk heard 'round the house:
Me: Don't pick up that phone! It's bad news. We are avoiding ALL bad news today, people. I'm not kidding! This is going to be a peaceful dinner if it kills us.
C: (walking toward the table) Here's the mail, mom. Look at you! You got Jury Duty!
***
Me: Problems, man. I've got too many today.The man: Is there enough chocolate to make these problem go away?
Me: Probably not, but I don't see why we can't give it a try...
***
The man: Look at the books on your side of the bed! It looks like Oprah's Super Soul Sunday over there.A.: Dad knows about Oprah's Super Soul Sunday? You guys have been married way too long.
The awkward moment when:
- You FINALLY get around to making your 8 year-old's recipe for Bacon Pasta and it is the best thing you've tasted all month.
- You realize you've lived in a house for 6 years without ever owning a "working" plunger-until it's too late.
- You come home from a morning-out with a girlfriend and find garbage strewn all over your home, 2 dogs cowering in the corner, a pillow with all of the stuffing shaken out, aaaaaannnnd this:
Dang Dogs!!!
Get ready, people. The trashiest girl in the neighborhood is going to be gossip-worthy whilst shopping this weekend.
Pay no attention to the "girls" I'll be carrying around. Especially the one that will be sagging past my knee. Oh, to be a FLY on the wall for that.
Dream big, lop-sided, or go home!
Thanks once again to the Fly's AMAZING creator, Karen @ Baking In a Tornado, aka "The lady who supports everyone", for hosting this challenge! Would you like to join in the next FLY challenge? Click on the FLY button on my side bar. Karen will more than take care of you.
Take a look at what the other bloggers have going on inside their homes. Go do it! Leave them a comment. You know you want to...
Baking in a Tornado
Just a Little Nutty
Happy "Supportive"Memorial Day Weekend, friends :)
-Michele
Baking in a Tornado
Just a Little Nutty
Happy "Supportive"Memorial Day Weekend, friends :)
-Michele